where are you.


its Christmas eve.
when will it start to feel like it.


nothing more, nothing less.
i repeat.
nothing less.


a crew of men on board a ship.
a magnificent ship, navy-blue presence.
these men, with brotherhood in their pockets.
took the ship on countless ambitious voyages against raging seas.
but what they loved most of all.
was the time they spent together every evening basking on the deck beneath the warm, silky sunset.
one time, two of them stood at the bow watching, as lush waters raced towards the horizon.
silence broken, one of them said to the other.
"why'd you choose this?"
"because i see vastness, uncertainty and no finality."
two smiles, as if there was mutual understanding.
days later, the latter declared his resignation to the rest of the crew.
a wave of sadness swept over the faces of all but one.
outraged, he stormed up to him and yelled painfully.
"how could you bring yourself to do this?! after all we've been through, dont you feel anything?! WHY??"
"because i see vastness, uncertainty and no finality."


where are you going.
where are we going.


the sleeper
shine, lake of fire
lines take me higher
my mind drips desire
confined and overtired.

perfection at 11:17 PM